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Toss It Up

Toss It Up

Artist: 2Pac

Album: Trouble

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Lyrics

The money behind the dreamsMy right hand, my other Capo in this big motherf**kin' war we got

My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called Death RowSnoop motherf**kin' Dogg, Tha DoggfatherAnd who he comin' through right now, Makaveli the DonFeel this, Killuminati

(Toss it up)Lord have mercy, father help us allSince you supllied yo' phone number, I can't help but callTime for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin' back

Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture thatTongue kissin' hand full of hair, look in my eyesTime to make the bed rock, baby look how it riseMe and you movin' in the nude, do it in the living room

Sweatin' up the sheets, it's the Thug in meI mean no disrespectin' when I tongue kiss your neckI go a long way to get you wet, what you expectLate night, hit the highway, drop the topI pull over, gettin' busy in the parking lotAnd don't you love it how I lick your, hips and glideKiss you soft on your stomach, push my love insideGot ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lustI got the bedroom shakin back-breakin when we're tossin' it up

(K-Ci, JoJo)

In this baby, I like the way it's goin downWhen all that is around, slip slide rideGivin' me love nice like

Female I like, what I wanna give all nightYou and me alone everybody's gone toss it upBaby let's, get it on

I like the way you please me, babeThe sexy way you tease me, sugarThe way you move your bodyIt really drives me crazy

Your body hypnotizing, your smell is so excitingSo baby come on home with me, I like the way you give it to me

Chorus: K-Ci, JoJo

I like the way you give it to me let me see you toss it up(repeat 4X w/ variations)

Play on, play on, play on, play on, play onnnn(repeat 4X w/ variations)

(K-Ci, JoJo)

Ohhh, it's K-Ci baby, mmm that want you ladyOhhh, don't act so shady, baby your taste as fine as gravyThe way you move that thang, you make me wanna sangGirl you make my bells rang, make them go ting-a-lingNow the man, I'm here againDon't worry to ever endIt's feeling too good

Gimme some more, oh lady ladyYour body the kind I like-ahBig booty to the lung delight-ahBag it up yo, let me in thereToss it up for me

Chorus 1/2

(Tupac)

Do you want me what's your phone number, I get aroundCali Love to my true Thugs, picture me nowStill down for that Death Row sound, searchin for paydaysNo longer Dre Day, arrivederci

Blown and forgotten, rotten for plottin' Child's PlayCheck your sexuality, as fruity as this AlizeQuick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb moveCross Death Row, now who you gon' run to

Lookin' for suckers cause you similarPretendin to be hard, oh my God, check your temperatureScreamin Compton, but you can't return, you ain't heardBrothers pissed cause you switched and escaped to the burbsMob on to this new era, cause we Untouchable

Still can't believe that you got 'Pac rushin youUp in you, bless the real, all the rest get killedWho can you trust, only time reveals toss it up

Chorus w/ variations

(Tupac)

Play on playa, play onHow can some non-players do a song about ComptonAnd then wanna do a player song?

How can non-players do it? (We not little kids, we not playin')Tellin lies, who

Puffy, I read your little interview buddy, c'monYou still ain't touchin us, all that peace talkI don't care if you kiss my ass from here to across the street boy It's on

Toss it up, we took you on, and we took y'all beatYou know we beat you down, and we took y'all beatCause you wasn't rockin' it right

Tired of suckers rockin it, toss it up, is how we did itYeah, toss it up now